The Lord Weird Slough Feg - Curse Of Humaniti lyrics

Imperial troops are coming This may be our last chance Professor's mind is numbing As Vargr troops advance And though your mind is restless Don't waste it on the past The Vargr moon is crescent The future's theirs at last The future's now becoming A tribute to the past The ma**es are succumbing The race is merging fast And though your mind is bitter Don't give them what they want Professor was a quitter His methods far too blunt And though your mind is restless Don't waste it on the past The Vargr moon is crescent The future's ours at last The curse of double helix Brings only racial wars And though you may not feel it The air is filled with spores